Over the mountain. Down in the valley. Lives a former talk show host. Everybody knows his name He says, There's no doubt about it. It was themyth of fingerprints. I've seen them all and man
Over the mountain. Down in the valley. Lives a former talk show host. Everybody knows his name He says, There's no doubt about it. It was themyth of fingerprints. I've seen them all and man
Over the mountain. Down in the valley. Lives a former talk show host. Everybody knows his name He says, There's no doubt about it. It was themyth of fingerprints. I've seen them all and man
Over the mountain. Down in the valley. Lives a former talk show host. Everybody knows his name He says, There's no doubt about it. It was themyth of fingerprints. I've seen them all and man
You built it up brick by brick. Put your heart into this baseless myth. Nurtured it like a child. And dressed its wounds when it ran wild You stopped to fix your face. Someone else stepped in and
Bài hát L. L. L. - Myth & Roid. Romaji. Don't you give me your love and passion?. (Believe in love, even though. There're borders and disturbance and more. I'm the only one who loves you. Because
Over the mountain. Down in the valley. Lives a former talk show host. Everybody knows his name He says, There's no doubt about it. It was themyth of fingerprints. I've seen them all and man
You built it up brick by brick. Put your heart into this baseless myth. Nurtured it like a child. And dressed its wounds when it ran wild You stopped to fix your face. Someone else stepped in and
A crack forms in the foundation. Well fault line through your defenses. Illuminating the essence. Once clouded by themyth Store bought conformity. Force-fed duality. I warp reality The comfort
Bài hát Styx Helix - Myth & Roid. Oh, please don't let me die . Waiting for your touch . No, don't give up on life . This endless dead end . Kurutta tokei kizamu inochi . Koboreteku kioku no suna
. And the little sparrows can't fly Yeah, if that isn't love. Then Heaven's a myth. There's no feeling like this. If that isn't love. (It's got to be love) Even in death, He remembered. The thief